There is nothing sweeter than unleavened thoughts
Impure horribly honest - innocent as a newborn devil
While it is in dream state, it cannot be reached by any untamed eyes and ears
Underground the evils of the world are swallowed whole, diamonds, gold, other precious memories rendered untrue
But the tender roots of discord fail to hold her down, my sweet love
For she crashes through the concrete of the mind, superhuman fist
Showing everyone who we really are
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